Make Her Stay (Nash Grier)

I will be..

Bragstin
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I edit my next video as Fenicia lays on the couch asleep with her head on my shoulder.

She's been a sister to me since the day out parents met at the market, yes they met at the market.
@BragstinMoore: I'm excited for the next video! I hope you all are too.

I hit send tweet.

I can't believe I'm going to be living with Fenicia and I can't believe that I can prank her anytime.

I finish editing the video and began editing another, so many things to do tonight.

I open up youtube and begin uploading the finished video and once it's done I share the link to my fans, this is the first time in the last 2 years Fenicia has been involved in my videos. How will they react to her? What will they think?

I look at the clock 1:00AM it reads "Bragstin get some sleep, your fans can wait and if they don't like that than they aren't true fans." She does have a point but that's not what I'm focused on, I'm focused on protecting her from bullies.

"Nicia I will I'm almost done " I say and she nummbles something I couldn't make out. "I promise." I close my laptop and rest my head on hers, if any of the fans skip the video before the one I'm editing they'll be thinking Fenicia is my girlfriend and I really don't want that.

I fall asleep but wake up when I feel that Fenicia had gotten up, I ignore it and think that she's going to her bed but instead I hear the bathroom door shut and water run from the sink.

Again I ignore it and pull out my phone, after about 15 minutes I began to worry.

What if she's doing it again?

I jump up and walk to the door, "Nicia let me in." I could hear sniffling but no voice, I try and turn the knob but it was locked.

"G-go away." I could feel the anger that was in her voice. "I h-have to be a-alone." her hiccupped words became more.

"Fenicia, it's Bragstin, it's just me." I plead but still she kept the door locked. "Nicia, please we need to talk." my arm supports me as I lean on the door.

"No." Fenicia plainly speaks.

"We can cuddle like old times." I heard the door unlock but lock again.

"Promise not to t-tell m-om?" she asks, her voice now desperate.

"I promise now just let me in." she unlocks the door for the second time and I finally get to enter. "Oh Nicia." I pull her into my arms not caring about the t tear stains and the blood stains I will later have.

Just like before she released the blood.

"I'm not okay." Her words fill my mind.

"Let's go out, late or not you need something." like before I helped her to her car and we drove for miles to the nearest grocery store.

I walk to the aiding department and grab some butterfly stitches, large bandages and some cute tiny decorative ones as last year played through my mind.

Fenicia dragged herself behind me and we made our way the ice cream then the video games.

"Brag, I told you d-" cutting Fenicia off I sigh

"Last year you almost died and this year I'm not letting that happen, okay?" My voice came out harsh. and just mean.

"Last year" she whispers and stands still as she remembered the man who hurt her.

I keep quiet and let her have her moment. "Let's checkout." I suggested and she nods. 

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"I had a dream, that he was there, that he did it again." Fenicia says as we drive down a darkened street. "He did it ten times worst." I turn the radio on to try and help her calm down. "He trapped me, he touched me, he cut me, Keegan didn't care again, you, mom and Hank couldn't find me." frustrating memories of fighting to find my little sister took over my mind and shouted louder than the words I would speak. "He caught you, he made me watch him as he hurt you." I was about to speak before we pulled into the driveway. "It was like it was all Keegan's fault." 

"It's okay, he's locked up, you're moving away and you're starting over. I will be the best brother in the world better than Keegan." I watched a smile cross her face which caused me to smile myself. "There's the perfect smile I was waiting for." I smile back. "Now we got some cuts to patch up, ice cream to eat and video games to play." we grab the bags and head inside.

We sit in the bathroom and Fenicia moves her wrists away from me as I place the butterfly stitches over each deep cut. "Did you really mean it?" she asks looking up at me.

"Mean what?" placing one large bandage on her arm I make eye contact with her.

"Did you mean it when you said you'd be a better brother than Keegan?" She clenches her fist as I clean the next set of cuts.

"Keegan left you, didn't tell you where he was going or when he was going to be back and I know I won't do that, I'm here Nicia he's a faded memory almost." She nods and I finish up.

Fenicia hugs me and I feel a few warm tears hit my shoulder. "Brag, thank you, I'll try and stop." I don't say anything all I do is hug her back, words can't be a comfort right now.